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The words pour out sometimes
Tumbling as if falling stars
Surrendering to gravity
Dripping from my fingers
Surpassing the mind
As if called forth from another world
Here now,
Sharing a message that was ready
To be born
Birthed into being
And I am just the vessel
My hands bring the words from
Ethereal to real
Following the threads
As they lead me
On expeditions
To new worlds
Yet to be discovered, yet to be explored
The words are the path I walk
Some just rocks
Some gems hiding sparkle
The words build upon one another
Building castles that reach
Upward to the stars
From which they fell